Chapter 13

Han Feng is still elated. It seems that he has begun to fantasize about the feeling that Wang Chen is trampled under his feet at the next moment.

Wang Chen's performance made many people feel surprised. He didn't see his nervous look. On the contrary, he seemed very relaxed.

Han Yuxuan on one side looked at the young man with complex eyes. Today's Wang Chen seemed to let her see the energetic young man when the Wang family had not perished two years ago.

Does he really want to compete with Han Feng? Don't you know the gap between them? Don't you know that Han Feng is going to make a fool of him? Or is he really confident?

At this moment, Han Yuxuan had a lot of thoughts and looked at the boy with some trance.

"Do you really want to compete?" finally, when Wang Chen passed by the girl, she asked softly, showing a trace of concern without trace.

"Start from here!" Wang Chen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

That look made the girl lose her mind for a long time, as if she had gone through the ages and gone through the vicissitudes of thousands of years. It was like a simple long sword, which caught people's heart.

Until Wang Chen passed by her, the girl reacted. She turned and looked at the figure, watched him take the firm step, and walked slowly towards the field. She was determined. I don't know why. At this moment, her heart was a little painful? Because you owe him? Or what? The girl was somewhat eclipsed by the thought of the original thing.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd. Looking at the two people in the field, many people showed a thoughtful look.

"Does that little waste dare to challenge others? He will die!"

"No, but others like to ask for trouble. Hey, have a good look. There must be a good play."

"I said so. It's not enough to lose face in the whole Qingfeng city. Now I have to find my own way to die. I really don't know how to live or die!"

The voice of discussion was heard. Every word was heard clearly by Wang Chen.

The smile on Han Feng's face became more and more prosperous, while Wang Chen was silent, dead silent. He looked at the people around him coldly, showing a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"It's too late for you to admit defeat!" Han Jin looked at them and said to Wang Chen.

Although there was no intersection with Wang Chen on weekdays, and he even looked down on such a waste, at this moment, he inevitably had a trace of sympathy. Thinking of the boy's experience, he felt a trace of compassion.

For such eyes, Wang Chen has some disgust. He doesn't need pity. He believes he can prove everything.

"I said, boy, others are waiting to see your joke. Beat me hard and blow up this guy. Ya, when I'm bullied by Ling Zhan, right? If I recover, I'll be able to clean up these little guys with one more finger. I really think I'm a character!" in Wang Chen's jade pendant, Ling Zhan clearly sees everything in the outside world, Groaned discontentedly.

"Start!" Wang Chen said firmly with a deep breath.

The real yuan force in the body is slowly mobilized. The next moment, it starts to go crazy like a Pentium and river.

The momentum soared in an instant, which distracted the people around. But then, these people just regard this as their own illusion. How can this little waste have such momentum?

"Hey, boy, since you're looking for your own way, don't blame me for being rude!" Han Feng said grimly when he saw that he didn't escape.

"Don't talk nonsense, fight if you want!" frowned, and Wang Chen said in a deep voice.

Now he is in the fifth level of body refining, but he has not been exposed to any martial arts. Unlike ordinary people, he will start to contact some basic martial arts after entering the fourth level of body refining and condensing Zhenyuan. He has no, his only martial arts is footwork.

But Wang Chen believes that with this set of footwork, it is enough to defeat Han Feng today.

"Fierce tiger fist!" as expected, Han Feng, eager to win, took the lead in yelling and launched his attack.

Tiger fist, one of the ancestral boxing techniques of the Han family, belongs to the primary boxing technique of the Yellow level. It imitates the posture when the tiger attacks and hunts.

This fist is open and closed. It is powerful and powerful. It takes the rigid and fierce route.

In an instant, Han Feng's fists overlapped back and forth, constantly blasted forward, strode forward under his feet, bullied and aggressive.

Everyone present knows this set of boxing. It is one of the most basic boxing techniques of the Han family. You can practice it as long as you step into the fourth level of body refining.

"This boy......" Han Jin on one side frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

Although tiger fist is only the primary fist technique of Huang Jie, it is more powerful than the general fist technique. From the beginning, it seems that Han Feng wants to hit Wang Chen hard.

Looking at the boxing skills all over the sky, some people in the surrounding crowd have shown gloating eyes. It is estimated that Wang Chen will be seriously injured in less than three seconds.

In the rear, seeing Han Feng's move, Han Yuxuan also flashed a cold color in her eyes, a dignified look appeared between her eyebrows, and her expression was a little worried.

"Let me see how far you've trained this set of boxing!" looking at Han Feng who jumped in front of him, Wang Chen said coldly, without showing any panic.

After half a month of practice, Wang Chen mastered the fur of the ghost step. He can be used freely in such a battle. It is enough to deal with Han Feng.

In front of me, the shadow of boxing was everywhere, as if all the dodging routes were blocked, and there were bursts of boxing in my ears! However, at this time, Wang Chen was as calm as water. Zhenyuan Li ran towards his legs and kept taking steps. He could always avoid the moment when his fist was about to hit him.

He seems to have entered his own world. Everything in the outside world is irrelevant to him. He takes skillful steps one by one under his feet. Han Feng in front of him seems to have been abandoned. He is the only one in his world, practicing his steps.

Gradually, someone felt something was wrong. The originally noisy people gradually quieted down and widened their eyes. Han Feng was panting, and the fierce tiger fist kept popping out, but they couldn't get any fur from Wang Chen.

Han Feng of the fifth level of refining body gave full play to his strength, but he couldn't attack for a long time. He didn't even touch each other.

What the hell is going on?

Everyone looked at each other and couldn't understand it. Wang Chen seemed to take a simple step, but he was always able to avoid the attack at the critical moment, which made people a little unimaginable.

Wang Chen, who originally thought he couldn't hold on for three seconds, has held on until now. In the twinkling of an eye, Han Feng has thrown hundreds of fists, and all of them have been hidden?

Boom

After a brief silence, the crowd broke out, stared at the expressionless boy, and the onlookers were boiling.

How could it be? How could this waste be unharmed under the full attack of Han Feng of the fifth level of refining body.

Looking carefully, some people with clear vision have seen the problem. The seemingly simple pace contains mystery and mystery.

"How could this happen!" Han Jin on one side was closest. He couldn't help talking to himself when he first found the problem.

In the distance, the girl who was still worried noticed something at this moment. Her eyebrows gradually loosened and a slight smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Damn little trash, don't hide from me if you have the ability!" the attack emptied continuously, which made Han Feng hold his anger. Every attack seemed to fall into a sponge and felt uncomfortable.

Gradually, impatient, he stopped his attack and shouted at Wang Chen panting.

An attack really consumed a lot of his Zhenyuan power. He refined the fifth level of the body. There was not much Zhenyuan power. In a twinkling of an eye, he consumed half of it without any results, which made Han Feng a little crazy.

"Idiot, do you want me to stand here and call you?" with a sneer, Wang Chen looked at Han Feng contemptuously.

"Well, you're good. You have the ability to come face to face with me. What man has been hiding!" Han Feng roared like a rogue in a hurry.

Suddenly, there was a murmur around, and some hard to hide laughter.

This is how the battle is. Dodging is just a kind of defense. Being able to hide is a kind of ability. Han Feng's words make people feel that Wang Chen is right. He seems to be an idiot. Suddenly, his eyes changed.

"What's the matter, little trash? Don't dare. If you have the ability, come face to face. Sir, I'll give you a hand!" the whispers around made Han Feng feel ashamed and put all his anger on Wang Chen.

"What can you do with both hands? I have to rely on one hand to win?" Wang Chen sneered.

It also attracted the laughter of some people around.

Han Feng's face has turned pig liver color. He is panting and waiting for Wang Chen hard. His eyes are red.

In the rear, Han Yu's face was also iron blue. He originally wanted to let Han Feng show off. Who knows when that damn little waste learned such footwork.

At the same time, he blushed at Han Feng's failure and Idiot's words and deeds.